Page 28 of Velvet Sin
The thought of what I would make her do.On her knees, on her back, with her hands bound above her head and her legs spread as far as they could go.
At my mercy.
Begging me to let her come.
“Lenny…fuck…” I was losing it, careening toward the edge, my heavy balls lifting in the final seconds.She was so perfect.So willing.
The rush came over me, and I let go, painting the blanket with spurt after spurt of cum.Just like her orgasm, it was intense after so much buildup.Not to mention days spent fantasizing about her, anticipating seeing her again.The roaring in my ears eventually quieted, and I opened my eyes, looking down again to find her wearing a satisfied, drowsy smile.
“I hope you learned a lesson tonight,” I grunted out, stroking her hair again, touching her tenderly the way she deserved.“You obviously enjoyed that.Trust me, you’ll want it again now that you know how incredible it is.”
She chuckled softly.“Yes.I can imagine that for sure.”
“If that’s what you want, I’ll give it to you.You can indulge in any fantasy you’ve ever had, but with me.Onlywith me.”My hand went heavy on her head, making her look up at me.So much innocence in those baby blues, so unlike what I had seen out there.“Understood?”
“If I say no?”Even in her blissed-out state, she couldn’t help challenging me with a lifted eyebrow.“Who says you make the rules?”
This defiant little…
I needed a steadying breath before countering.“Fine.Go out there, live your best life.Be everybody’s plaything, leave yourself at their mercy, and hope like hell they have your best interests at heart.”Yes, because that was safer than confessing the blind rage I almost fell into when I first found her out there, letting a stranger play with her, if only for show.
“No, thank you,” she muttered with a shiver.
Damn straight.“Then you’ll be a good girl and promise to only experiment with me.Understood?”
She nodded without hesitation, her eyes closing, her smile going wider.“Understood.I didn’t think I would like that so much.”
“Now that you have, you’ll never get it out of your system.”I sure as hell hadn’t.More so, I could never get her out of my system.Some thrills were too much to forget.
There was water sitting in a mini refrigerator along with other beverages and balm to apply to welts.I took a bottle of water for her and opened it, holding it out for her to drink.As she did, I removed the soiled blanket and covered the top half of her body with a clean one before ducking into the small bathroom intended for cleaning up after play sessions.
She didn’t speak, letting her intent gaze reveal her curiosity as I returned and lifted her hips to slide a towel under them, then gently peeled away her soaked panties.Her pussy was red, swollen, so sensitive she sucked in a gasp through her teeth when I touched a warm washcloth to her skin.“Just relax,” I murmured, wiping her with slow, tender strokes until she loosened up and let her legs fall open.Once she did, I applied cool balm to the striped welts on her inner thighs, soothing them.
“It took a lot.”
“I’m sure it did, performing in front of all those people.”
She took a sip, shaking her head as she swallowed.“I don’t mean that.Trusting you.It took a lot to trust you out there.”
What could I say to that?Rather than search for a response, I covered all of her with the blanket before asking, “Is there anything else I can do for you?”
Pulling the fresh blanket up to her neck, she closed her eyes again, curling up in a satisfied ball.She was still smiling.
I was not.
12
ELEANOR
“I’m tired of talking about me.”Somehow, I managed to laugh and make it sound natural.I knew going to brunch with the girls would be a challenge, trying to keep my stories straight, knowing they would pump me for information I wasn’t ready to share.
I didn’t understand how exhausting it would be to stay engaged throughout the meal.It was easier when we pretty much lived the same lives.Homemakers, wives of successful men.Stepford wives.Comparing decorating tips, giving each other the lowdown on interesting things we found at our favorite stores.Maybe even giggling over the hot guy at the gym or the handyman who came by to clean the gutters.Harmless fun.
Harmless and boring.
When did they get so boring?Was the problem because it didn’t seem like they had actually changed?It must have been me.I had changed over the course of a month.
One month since I started working at Club Kink.
